"Ms. Johnson, follow him!"
In the live broadcast room, General Lin Weiguo hurriedly sent a bullet comment.
A five-pointed star with a red background. It was Huaxia red!
"Oh, oh, I'll follow you now."
Sister Zhou replied. Then, she changed the live broadcast camera and aimed it at Li Changbai.
"What is Boss Yuanmou trying to do?”
In Sister Zhou's live-stream, the netizens asked curiously.
On the screen, the tall Yuanmou man, who had welcomed Sister Zhou into the tribe, was walking through the dense forest. He looked down and rummaged through the forest as if he was looking for something.
"This Lord Ancestor…what is he looking for?”
"Could he be looking for a tool to cut deer meat? Are you going to make a stone knife for Sister Zhou?”
"Are you planning to make a stone knife to cut meat? Isn't there one next to the cave?"
There were more than a dozen stone axes, spears, and knives placed near the cave behind Yuanmou. These were probably the hunting tools used by the small group of Yuanmou people.
Li Changbai heard Sister Zhou's footsteps behind him and knew that she had followed.
He couldn't be bothered with her and rummaged around in the damp forest.
Finally, he found a pile of dried wood, a round wooden stick, and withered grass.
"Brothers, I think he is looking for firewood to start a fire.”
Sister Zhou stared at Li Changbai while paying attention to the surrounding environment and whispered.
This was the prehistoric era 1.7 million years ago. Even though she had the protection of her ancestors, Sister Zhou did not dare to let her guard down.
"Firewood? F * ck, he's trying to start a fire and make barbecue for you!”
"That's not right, right? What did Lord Ancestor use to light the fire? Could it be that he kept the fire seed?"
" It's possible. Our ancestors might have borrowed the Heavenly Thunder Fire…"
"Sister Zhou, did you bring a lighter? If it doesn't work, a magnifying glass is fine too. These can all be ignited…"
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"I don't smoke, where did I get a lighter?”
Sister Zhou rolled her eyes and said angrily in the live broadcast room.
Professor Gu Nian from the Department of Paleology of Jin Ling University: Streamer, come closer and let me see."
Hearing Professor Gu's words, Sister Zhou approached Li Changbai, who was bending over to pick up dry wood.
Professor Gu Nian muttered to himself as he looked at Li Changbai on the big screen in the archeology department office of Jin Ling University.
"Xiaogu, perhaps this tribe really did preserve the fire seed. Didn't the charcoal fossil we found at the Yuanmou Ruins prove this fact?”
Cheng Qianfan, the old principal of Jin Ling University, said in a deep voice.
"Yes, Yuanmou Man was most likely the first human to use fire!”
"Teacher, let us wait and see!”
Professor Gu Nian's eyes flashed as he looked at Li Changbai, who had returned with Sister Zhou.
At the same time,
Li Changbai brought the host Sister Zhou to pick up wood everywhere and broadcasted it live on the entire Internet. Billions of netizens both at home and abroad watched it together.
"Oh my god, what is this savage planning to do with the streamer? Picking up rotten wood to start a fire? Ha, how could a prehistoric savage use fire to roast food?”
"Does this Chinese Yuanmou think he's Prometheus? Can you steal fire from God?"
"Xi Ba, there's no fire. What's the point of picking up all these wood and withered grass?!”
……
The foreign netizens, especially Yingchan, Xiaoxi, and Xiaori, were all waiting to see a good show, waiting for Li Changbai, the ancestor of Huaxia, to make a fool of himself.
In the eyes of these foreigners,
He wanted to ignite the wood.
There were only two ways.
1. Transform into Prometheus and borrow from God. In layman's terms, lightning strikes wood and sets wood on fire.
2. Get close to the crater and use the hot lava as a kindling. However, the closer they got to the crater, the more toxic sulfur dioxide gas there was. Now that it was prehistoric times, the concentration of toxic gas near the crater was very high. If Yuanmou Man were to take the risk, he would probably lose his life under the volcano.
In the eyes of the foreigners, no matter what it was, it was impossible for the ancestor of Huaxia to do it!
"A Chinese man wants to become Prometheus and bring fire to those uncivilized barbarians?”
"You must be dreaming!"
"Foolish to the extreme!"
The internet was filled with questions and curses from white-skinned foreigners.
In the live broadcast room,
Sister Zhou followed Li Changbai back to the vicinity of the bloody deer meat.
Zhou Shuyi saw Li Changbai carrying so much wood and hay for tinder. She blinked her big eyes and asked curiously,"
"Big brother, what are you planning to do?”(Sister Zhou's body language)
"Are you planning to light a fire and barbecue the venison? Do you have any kindling here?" (Sister Zhou's body language)
Li Changbai piled the dried wood next to the venison and looked up at Sister Zhou. He didn't say anything and only called out to his subordinate,
After a while, a short Yuanmou man came over with a stone axe and handed it to Li Changbai.
Li Changbai ignored Sister Zhou. He just picked up the driest piece of wood and cut a dent with a stone axe.
He tore the withered grass into pieces, rubbed them, and placed them near the dent.
Then, he picked up the wooden stick and began to rub it...
……
How many Prometheus could he, Li Changbai, be?
He wanted to be Huaxia's Suiren!
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